Francis: Why don't you save me some money and just yell at your sister instead of burying your anger in a mountain of French fries?
Girl: Are you calling me fat?
Francis: What? No, I'm not calling you fat.
Girl: So now I'm a liar?
Francis: No, you're twisting around everything I say. Why do you do that?
Girl: [shouts] You hurt my feelings.
Francis: Okay, would you just keep it down, please? I'm sorry.
Girl: Why do you touch your hair so much?
Francis: I don't touch my hair that much. Why is everyone so fixated on my hair? I'm sick of it.
Girl: Okay, okay, relax.
Francis: I... I just... I don't want to talk about it. It's just that people make fun of me. The guys at school call me "Poodlehead."
Girl: That is so cruel. I mean, I can see it, but still...